Little moments

There are many times when being home with the girls by myself seems very overwhelming. But, the moment one of them cuddles on my lap and snuggles really close makes it all worth it. While I know my husband hates being away from us all week long and misses having these moments with the girls. I know that when he is able to return to us...whenever God's timing says it is right, he will remember all too much the wonderful feeling of snuggling up on a regular basis and this time will feel like it never happened. Or one can hope.

Maple Festival

Every year I say that we are going to the Maple Festival and every year I back out of the idea either because of location or weather, etc. However my previously mentioned determined child is now on board and has started counting down to Maple Festival time. And hubby is now on board with the idea also. In years past, he would be the first one to encourage me to change my mind. So we will be packing up and heading to Monterey on Saturday morning for breakfast and a day of crafting. With three kids in tow, how fun does that sound?

Homeschool Adventures

The girls have taken a liking to "doing school" all weekend long. This of course is great on one level, I am glad they are begging to learn instead of whining for having to. However, is it too much to ask that we take a break on the weekend and just relax?

Elyse is bound and determined to learn how to read and thinks that the whole process can happen overnight. Granted, she is a fast learner but, not that fast.

Have to start somewhere

I figure you gotta start somewhere. For someone that loves to write you would have thought that I would have been on-board with this blogging thing months ago but, nope, here I am starting for the first time. We shall see how well this progresses. Who knows, maybe through my blogging I may find my sanity again, I doubt it but anything is possible.

This is Valentine's Day, I can think of no better thing to do than sit in a perfectly quiet house with no husband in sight writing to myself online...talk about romantic. Oh well, it is what it is.